[Verse 2]
Now I'm blowing on the best kush, shit be fucking my lungs up
Two packs of Newports a day and I used to just buy loosies tho
Hoes all on my dick, them hoes ain't wanna fuck before
But still I fucked them bitches, but I just never call no more
I'm all up in your liquor cabinet, drinking whatever up in the bitch
Took too many pills, now I'm throwing up in your toilet, I'm like aww, shitI'm in the house of hip hop, with my mothafuckin' feet on the table
Ran the phone bill up on the phone sex line and I even ordered porn on the cable
Give a nigga from my hood a thousand, he'll treat it like a 100 thousand
Nigga, public assistance housing, mice all up in your closet
Keeping it G ain't bout where you from, it's about where you gon' beCause ain't shit sweet when you living on the street and there's roaches crawling on your cheek